You're either going to love me or hate me for this but - I've been doing a bit of Christmas shopping. I know.
Bear in mind that anything headed for England has to be sent about a month before Christmas anyway, but still - it's a bit keen isn't it? I wouldn't normally be this organised but Thursday nights now involve some enforced time on the famed Michigan Avenue in Chicago so what's a girl to do?
The little guy (now 7) is enrolled in a weekly class at the Looking Glass theatre (founded by David Schwimmer of Friend's fame). It's only a ten minute drive, but since the class is only an hour, there's no point in going home. Plus, the discounted parking I get makes it pointless to even get the bus there and back.
I'm not much of a shopper really, and the thought of trying on clothes makes me weep, so - since there aren't any food shops (other than outrageously priced ones selling items that people never actually eat) it leaves browsing around Borders book shop and/or Christmas shopping. I'm going to nauseate you even more by including teachers' end of term gifts on my list too. At this rate I'll be done and dusted by the end of October.
Of course, I will then squirrel them all away somewhere and not be able to remember where they are when I need them, but that's just par for the course these days.